Moonspear right in front of my salad?

Her mother explained what the cloud—the mist, rather—was and what it was doing here. Galaxy continued to peer at it a moment, intrigued by the idea of water hovering in the air. But it was difficult to focus on anything for too long. Especially with all that cold water sitting in her stomach like a stone, the pup suddenly wanted to lay down in the grass and go to sleep.

"My tummy feels better," she murmured to Amekaze, to allay any further concern, "but now I'm sleepy. Could you tell me a story, mommy?"